"Darling, this is going to be so great!"

"We're so lucky to have you!"

"We're so sorry you've had to go through all this!"

"And you may not have any family left but…. We can't wait to start our own."

"That boy seemed nice!"

Blaine watched out the window, watching Lima pass him by. Tears rolling silently down his face. None of the words his new family had bee saying he fully heard. He heard key words like "no family left" and "that boy." "That boy." "No family left."

Well Blaine had a thing or two to say about family and that "that boy" was his family. So, they're right.

"I have nothing left." He said quietly to himself, tears rolling down his face.

"What was that sweet pea?" Mrs. Cusack asked. He just shook his head.

"I don't wanna go." He said with a cry so quiet the Cusacks couldn't hear as they laughed amiably.

Blaine did as he was told. He got up when he was told, he went to school and got straight A's- he didn't have any friends, which was fine with him because he didn't want any; he was addressed as "New Kid," but nothing more- he sat up straight and didn't speak unless spoken to nor did he slurp the stroganoff. He did all of his homework without prompt and cleaned his room.

In sense, he was the perfect child.

But he was unhappy.

No, he was miserable.

Kurt hadn't called him in the past month. When he first got home, there was a message on the machine that was barely audible beneath the strangled sobs.

He missed him like crazy.

Dinner a week later would finally bring Blaine to speaking.

"Mr. and Mrs. C-"

"Blaine, sweetheart, you know you can just call us-"

"I want to go to Lima." Blaine interrupted. They stared at him until they both began to chuckle.

"Lima? Why on Earth would you want to go there when you can be here, in Ann Arbor!"

"I miss my friends. It's only two hours! We could drive up there Friday after school and-"

"This weekend's the festival, Blaine, you know that."

"Please, I-"

"Next weekend, sweetheart, okay?" Blaine nodded in response and went back to silently eating.

He never got to Lima, though. His dad would have business trips, he would have Final Exams, his mother would have council meetings… He was watching months pass on his Cliff Richard calendar until he needed a new one.


It was the Friday before the anniversary of Kurt's mom's death. He couldn't bear miss it.

"Mrs.- I mean, Mom?"

"Yes sweetums?"

"Can I maybe… skip a day of school next week?" There was utter silence.

"Whatever for?" She finally asked.

"It's the anniversary of Kurt's mom's death next week and I need to see him."

"You can't miss school, that's out of the question."

"Yes and I have to work! The council-"

"I DON'T GIVE A DAMN ABOUT THE COUNCIL!" Blaine stabbed his knife into the table. He stood over them, breathing heavy and eyes brimming with tears.

"That is Mahogany!" She gasped. Blaine kicked his chair out from behind him and ran upstairs and slammed the door. He didn't care how he got there or what his 'parents' would do if he left but he certainly wasn't staying here. He laid down on his side in his bed, head against the wall. After what seems like hours, he'd fallen asleep still fully clothed under his covers. Later in the night, there was a crack of light in his room and he stirred.

"Hey, bud."

"Hi." He replied, rubbing his eyes.

"Listen, we can't take you up on Tuesday but how about the following weekend, huh bud?" Blaine scoffed at the suggestion. It'd never happen. He pat Blaine's leg and left the room with a "Sleep tight, bud."

But there was no way Blaine was missing it. Not by a long shot.


It was about an hour's walk from home to the train, but he'd made it just in time to sneak aboard.

"This is by far the craziest thing I've ever done." He said quietly. And when he got to Lima, it only took a map and one stranger's direction to point him back to where he once lived. His real home.

He raised a tentative hand to the door and knocked quietly. "ONE MOMENT!" A man called. He opened the door and looked down at a familiar boy.

"Blaine?" Blaine began to cry as he ran in to hug Burt. "What are you doing here?" Burt asked, trying to contain a sob.

"I kind of ran away. My parents would be to busy to let me see you all and Kurt wont answer my calls and" Blaine kept sputtering sobs until he fell apart "and I m-missed you all and I'm so unhappy and I wanted to come h-home."

"It's okay, Bud." Burt murmered. "It's okay."

"And I had to come today because I know what day it is and I know Kurt will be upset and-"

"Shh… Why don't you go up and see him?" Blaine nodded his head and raced up the steps and pushed the door open.

Kurt was under his bedcover, crying quietly into his pillow. He was hugging a photograph Blaine recognized.

It was the two of them dancing in the yard. Blaine remembered-it was their first tea party.

Kurt was singing quietly and Blaine slowly approached the boy. "Here it's safe, and here it's warm,

Here the daisies guard you from every harm." Blaine joined in to his song, harmonizing with the crying boy, who gave a great start.

"Here your dreams are sweet and tomorrow brings them true

Here is the place where I love you." Kurt finally looked up at Blaine and his hopeless heart suddenly looked as though Blaine's golden eyes had rekindled it.

"Here is the place," Blaine sang quietly to Kurt, "Where I love you." Kurt suddenly swung his arms around Blaine neck and hugged him as if holding for dear life.

"K-Kurt." Blaine was sobbing now. "I-I-I-"

"I'm so s-sorry, Blainers. I c-couldn't bring myself to calling you I-"

"It's okay." Blaine cried into his shoulder. "I know, I'm…" Blaine was at lost for words. It was like seeing a ghost- someone he'd known to be gone.

"I love you so much." Kurt told him, pulling away, eyes wet with tears, leaning his forehead against the golden-eyed boy. Blaine removed the gap, finally feeling Kurt's lips again against his own. Sparks danced in his brain, mind numb to the world.

"You…" Blaine said, parting to kiss his forehead, "are so beautiful." He stared into his beautifully blue eyes. "I'm so sorry it took me so long to come home."

Kurt wrapped him in his arms and they settled onto the bed. It was merely minutes before the two dozed off, having the first full sleep they've had in months.